Views from the back yard, seeking out Charlie’s secret and not-so-secret places, and spying on Ivi as she toils in the kitchen …
Views from the back yard, seeking out Charlie’s secret and not-so-secret places, and spying on Ivi as she toils in the kitchen …
Some things previously unseen from last Sunday (or was it Monday?) evening’s sunset walk about the neighborhood …
All vehicles on the premises — Pathfinder, Outback, Hardbody Pickup — all except for Dad’s — get freshened up. Charles plays the usual pivotal role.
With Ivi back home, meals take on a new meaning. Today, she prepares for me a grilled cheese sandwich — Cotswold double gloucester, pesto and tomato on Dave’s Killer Bread. The kitchen is abuzz. Nik blisses out to music while washing dishes. And, as always, Charlie is ready to spring into instant action should anything hit the floor.
Riding over to the pharmacy to pick up a prescription, I practice my no-look, over-the-shoulder brand of photographic composition in motion, capturing two bikers about to saddle up after coming out of Redemption Tattoo, a local purveyor of dermal art, and some little girls hawking fresh lemonade along a downtown street.
And the most interesting vehicle of the day so far would have to be this Mini Cooper.
And, in case you missed it in the first paragraph above:
http://www.daveskillerbread.com/
After what seemed like weeks (actually a day or so in Corvallis, then nearly a week in Portland), Ivi drives in at about 8:30pm. She arrives with Trader Joe bounty and regales us (minor abridged version) with tales of her adventures, deferring major regaling until tomorrow. And she reminds us that this could be a watershed event, as it is the first time that she has made an almost all-day road trip completely solo where she alone could make the decisions about where and when to take rest stops.
Today we visit the post office, accompany Kim to view flowers and other plants at the local Bi-Mart nursery, and drop by the library. At the library, I stumble upon and quickly read a piece in the 5/31/15 New York Times Magazine entitled “What We Don’t See” (clickable urls to follow as a value-added service):
http://www.nytimes.com/2015/05/31/magazine/what-we-dont-see.html
as well as spot (and make a mental note for future reference) the Marc Goodman book, “Future Crimes” that I blogged about a few months ago at:
http://www.eoni.com/news/marc-goodman-and-future-crimes/
But the big treat of the day was to share traffic with one of Stuttgart’s finest, albeit nearly 30 years old, a rather rare “S” variant of the 944 (more detail on my P-blog):
And as Ivi advises that she is needing new backgrounds for her desktop — she usually does Charlie portraits for that purpose — here are some more choices.
Secured a signature this morning on a five-page development contract proposal that I worked up Sunday (plus my requested advance payment!) early this morning, so the day is off to a decent start. And, of course, Tuesday is pretty much always a shopping day for Kim, so that happened. But at least I did snag a circa -’57 Chev restomod pickup in a driver’s seat, over the shoulder, no look shot.
In the back yard, around 8:30pm, an hour or two after the rain …
Seventeen miles out of town in search of a Sunday morning wake-up hike, we take Exit 243/Mt. Emily Summit Road into the W.W. National Forest. Following three or four promising side trails, we see everything from deer to trash.